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#Tanka Tuesday (12/5/17)…a feast of sight and sound for bare and ensnaring landscapes #haiku #poetry
rising super moon the bare maples my eyes see ensnared in shadows the hum of nighttime traffic reaches my long-chilled ears for kiwinana’s Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge – Week 74 – Eyes & Ears and Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 61 – “STARK & TRAP”
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Crunch…a #quadrille #haibun for .@dversePoets
Crunch (By jeffreyw (Mmm… chiliUploaded by Fæ) [CC BY 2.0], via Wikimedia Commons) The crunch-crunch-crunch of corn tortilla chips mixed with her homemade chili. So different from the crunch-time I flopped when my supervisor walked into my classroom. The crunch-crunch-crunch of another bite. Washed down with fresh Burgundy! fallen leaves crunching under…
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#Silent Sunday 12/3/17
Now, for a well-earned rest from #haiku Until tomorrow!
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#Haikai Challenge 10 (12/3/17): Arid…#haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka
Hello, haijin! And my hat’s off to you! For I haikai challenged, and you delivered! Last week, a record number of you answered the call: Jilly–Ain’t Gonna Happen–a Haiku Charley–Haiku: Migration Charmed Chaos–#Haiku: Rain revivedwriter–November Rain qbit–Haiku–November Rain Vivian Zems–November Rain Xenia Trans–Where Frogs Are Sleeping Zander–In The City Rick Daddario–2017 Haiga Header Sampling…
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#Senryu Saturday (12/2/2017)…nights like these…#haiku #poetry
By Charles Mosley, 1749 [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons tangled bedsheets stars disappearing before a brightening sky
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A #Tanka-Prose #haibun for A Month with Yeats: Day 30
Thank you, Jane, for your guidance on this wonderful, November journey. And now, for the thirtieth… via Pinterest.com “And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,” —W.B. Yeats Bloodsword Sunset The first chill is in the air. The last withered leaves scatter in a passing Autumn…
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#ThrowdownThursday 11/30/17…my latest on .@ImageCurve: Scattered So Early #Haibun #haiku #poetry
Scattered So Early BY FRANK J. TASSONE · 30TH NOVEMBER 2017 A body in full rebellion Stomach cramps nausea vertigo A mind in disarray Swirling thoughts Songs Mania rising, falling Winds in full swirl Chime singing, Newly budding maples swaying A clock that ticks mercilessly on morning sky indifference to suffering or relief…
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A #Tanka for A Month with Yeats: Day Twenty-nine
ingawh [CC BY-SA 3.0], via Wikimedia Commons ‘Why, what could she have done, being what she is? Was there another Troy for her to burn?’—W.B. Yeats Blood sunset our mad general pursues her across this land so we bleed so far from home for these empty vanities for Jane Dougherty’s A…
